Chapter 1942: Billions of swords, cut into the sky (1/2)
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In the vast cosmic sky, the palms of the Nangong star danced with a bright layer of stars, and the terrifying spiritual power was converging, forming a terrible shock wave, penetrating countless layers of space, making this world and heavens mourn. Lost color, enveloped towards Xiao Ye.
boom! boom!
The roar of the ancient scriptures was heard in Xiao Ye's body. Numerous simple fonts gathered insanely, which opened up the meridian defense of the classics and ancients, so that the shock wave erupted by Nangong Xingyu was quickly weakened and resisted.
In Xiao Ye's current state, the defenses of these two classics have reached an amazing level, and even the limit spell can weaken most of the power, and it is difficult to threaten him.
”Nangong, such an attack cannot defeat me.”
Xiao Ye shouted and cast the spirit of the town, just like an invincible **** of war, with double fists as a weapon, the spirit of the primordial primordial power came out and attacked the Nangong Xingyu.
”This is just the beginning.”
Nangong Xingyu chuckled, and he pointed like a sword, and the terrifying spiritual power was madly gathering, forming countless swords, like a galaxy, and slammed **** Xiao Ye's fist.
”Awesome swordmans!”
Even as strong as Xiao Ye, there was a tingling pain in his fists, his body burst back, his eyes flashed with fiery awns.
It seems that these years, Nangong Xingyu's strength has also made great progress.
At the same time, the other party has such a strong consummate spiritual power at the peak of the spirit order.
The next moment, the two rushed towards each other at the same time.
Nangong Xingyu still pointed like a sword, attacking Xiao Ye strongly, and Xiao Ye was constantly improving its combat power and fighting with the other party.
Both of them gave up their body style and speed, and faced each other head-on, trying to overwhelm each other.
”What a terrible battle swings, like two half saints fighting!”
”That seems to be Xiao Ye, a cultivator of the ancient scriptures of the early days, God, is he going to slaughter a half-holy again?”
”No, his opponent is not a half saint. He is also a warrior at the peak of the spirit order. It is terrible. There are still people who can fight against the realm of the ancient cultivators of the ancient times.”
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Although this is a relatively remote area of the Black Wind Star Region, the battle fluctuations are too shocking, and it still shocked a powerful presence and cast a terrifying look towards this place.
At the moment, there are a lot of strong people coming close and want to watch the game from close quarters.
”Billions of swords, cut the skies!”
At this moment, in the vast starry sky, Nangong Xingyu screamed, and a spirit flower rose into the sky, exploding into a vast spiritual power, and quickly condensed a dense golden sword, each of which was vomiting the sword. Soaring up the sky, forming a terrifying sea of swords, the sight is endless, killing the world.
嗤嗤嗤!
This sea of swords with scalp numbness, sharp and unmatched, rushed over like a dragon, invincible, as if it could penetrate everything, avoiding inescapable, so that the warrior watching the battle was chilling behind and covered with cold sweat.
Dang Dang Dang!
Xiao Ye's hair was flying high, fighting head-to-head, raising his hands and throwing his hands, all of which were methods of calming spirits.
But this terrible offensive, even Xiao Ye's scriptures and ancient Chinese scriptures, could not bear it, and was hit by the raging swordsmanship, which became somewhat eclipsed.
The sharp swordman's defense through the two-word classics made him feel the pain of splitting.
嗤嗤嗤!
Hundreds of millions of swords came out, splitting the sky, and the sword rushed into the sky, like a rainbow running through the world, one after another, endlessly, making the starry sky dazzling, even Xiao Ye flew out.